Luyện nghe bài hát Food, The - (live)

Tonight's guest
Two of Chicago's finest
Give it up for and Kanye West

It's sense
Yeah! sense
Common Sense, yeah well
On the Chappelle Show
Everybody gotta eat right? It's the food,

I in the crib, got two kids
And my baby late
So I had to did, I had to did
I had to get

I'm up all night, getting my right
Until the blue and
Now the coming slow but at least a nigga know
Slow motion than

You love to the story again and again
these young brothers from the City of Wind
Like and gin in the city, we blend
Amongst the hustle, titties and skin, fifties and

Y'all know the and trucks that's detailed
Heartless females wanna ride in 'em
Felt the South venom in raw hides and denim
Pimp minds with 'em, a system that tries victims

We living in, my man in the lane pivoting
On the block white is selling Eminem
On the it jump off like Kim and them
On the block hot, you can feel it in your skin

And then shorties get the game but no instructions to
Eyes bright, it seem like the fight is dimming
Call my man like I'm kin to him
He trying to straight, the streets is bending him

I walked in the crib, got two
And my mama late
So I had to did, I had to did
I had to get

I'm up all night, getting my money
Until the blue and
Now the money coming slow but at a nigga know
Slow motion than

It's all good in the hood like raps and
and Timbs, blacks and rims
Whether on courts, attires of all sorts
We never fall short, us it's our Force like And 1's

Some waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is
For is colder than four below, with self, I go toe to toe
Wondering if for the art or for the doe
Though I know to grow a nigga, I learn to let go
Though I to doe, I gotta bring back to the ghetto

on Terot cards pointing to the grind
Po' livin' in more prisons, pointing to my
the light up, clench my fists tight, holding the right up
Freedom fight in dark gear for the to get brighter
Situations and jobs get
My man trying to get his weight and height up,

I walked in the crib, got two
And my baby late
So I had to did, I had to did
I had to get

I'm up all night, my money right
Until the blue and
Now the coming slow but at least at nigga know
Slow motion better

I, I know I could it right
If I could just my pride
But I run away or put my gun away
You front on me

I, no, I let it ride
No, no, not
See, I run away or put my gun away
You can't on me